If there is a straight and sometimes-high-five-throwing male out there who can claim more influence on their life from Helen Gurley Brown, I'd love to meet him. Until then I'm proclaiming myself as her absolute number one fan.
When I found out Girly was actually Gurley, I was taken aback and perplexed. How could I have gone years and years and never known this? I'd felt an affinity for this woman who could appear so relaxed and so at comfortable in her own skin. Her nickname, "girly," made her relatable.
To proclaim to be a "Cosmo girl" nowadays is to have the world look at you with a half-smirk and assume your literary knowledge is limited to romance novels. You're just that: A girl, not a woman.
But that wasn't always the case.